I’m doomed!
Lin Wan’s soul floated above her own corpse, watching the cremation furnace draw closer and closer. Her spirit trembled violently.
Waaah… If my body gets burned, will my soul feel pain too?
After being forced to work three consecutive all-night shifts, she had died suddenly at her desk from exhaustion. Now she lay on a cold mortuary bed, waiting for her number to be called.
The sounds of crying echoed all around her, but not a single tear was shed for her. The mourners belonged to the families of the deceased lined up before and behind her, all waiting for cremation.
After all, she was an orphan.
Just as Lin Wan trembled so hard she felt her soul might scatter apart, an emotionless mechanical voice suddenly sounded in her mind.
[Ding! Spacetime Post Office System activated. After binding, the host can revive for ten days and will then transmigrate to the year 1968. Objective: Become an outstanding postal worker!]
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Lin Wan agreed immediately, terrified that if she hesitated for even a second, she would be shoved into the furnace.
The person ahead of her had already been cremated.
She was next!!!
The flames inside the cremation furnace roared fiercely. As the iron door opened, a wave of scorching heat rushed out, hot enough to vaporize even a soul.
Just as the staff were about to push her in, the voice sounded again.
[Binding successful. Host revival successful!]
Lin Wan sprang upright.
She rolled and scrambled off the mortuary bed.
Holy crap! I almost got shoved into a cremation furnace while alive!
The entire room froze as though someone had pressed the pause button. Everyone stared with mouths wide open, forgetting even to cry.
Then, in the next instant, the scene exploded like water poured into hot oil.
“AAAAAH!”
“The corpse came back to life!”
Some bold spectators immediately took out their phones and uploaded videos of the bizarre scene online. Within moments, the footage shot to the top of the trending searches.
Taking advantage of the attention, Lin Wan borrowed a phone and called the police.
“Hello, I’d like to report a crime! Jia Yong, project manager of Haochen Technology Co., forced me to work overtime even after I explicitly warned him that prolonged sleep deprivation could cause sudden death. His actions led directly to my death from overwork…”
Haochen Technology became famous overnight.
Jia Yong was arrested.
To salvage the company’s reputation, the owner paid Lin Wan five million yuan in compensation in exchange for a letter of forgiveness.
It wasn’t that Lin Wan didn’t want more money. The countdown to her transmigration had already begun, and she simply didn’t have time to waste arguing with that bastard boss.
The moment she received the settlement, she returned home and packed up everything she could take with her. Anything she wanted to keep was stored inside the system space.
She sold her old house at a bargain price to a real estate agent, then rented a warehouse on the outskirts of the city and temporarily moved in there herself.
Calculating her savings, she had worked for eight years. Besides her regular job, she had also taken on freelance work. Over those eight years, she had managed to save more than four hundred thousand yuan. Adding the money from selling the house, she had accumulated nearly one million.
Now, with the compensation included, she had a total of six million yuan in hand.
Every last cent would be spent on supplies!
The 1960s were an era of scarcity. Food was the highest priority, followed by medicine, feminine hygiene products, and other hard-to-obtain necessities of the era. She needed to stock up on everything.
After creating a shopping list, Lin Wan drove her little Wuling van to the wholesale grain and oil market.
After comparing prices, she selected one supplier and purchased ten tons of aged ordinary rice, one ton of aged japonica rice, one ton of aged millet, and one ton of corn.
She also bought two tons of regular flour and two tons of cornmeal.
As for dried noodles, she ordered one ton of every thickness available.
She spent nearly one hundred thousand yuan at that single grain shop and couldn’t help sighing.
Money really disappeared fast.
The owner grinned from ear to ear and even accompanied her to the neighboring oil supplier to help negotiate prices.
Russian rapeseed oil cost 12,300 yuan per ton. Lin Wan ordered two tons and requested that it be divided into one-jin glass bottles. She agreed to pay the packaging costs separately but demanded delivery within two days.
Next, she rushed to the cold-storage section and bought two hundred thousand yuan worth of frozen meat. Pork, beef, and lamb all had to be cut into one-jin portions and packed into fifty-jin sacks.
She then spent another two hundred thousand yuan on poultry. Chickens, ducks, geese, and rabbits were also packed into fifty-jin sacks.
After that, she stormed into the prepared-food section and started buying like crazy.
Steamed buns, mantou, siu mai, shrimp dumplings, fried dough sticks…
Another two hundred thousand yuan gone.
By the time she finished touring the market, she had spent roughly one million yuan.
None of these supplies were intended for her own consumption.
She planned to use them as trade goods after arriving in the 1960s.
As for food she actually wanted to eat herself, she ordered directly from reputable online flagship stores.
Pasta, buns, siu mai, Angus beef pastries, sausages, Hong Kong-style milk tea, chicken cutlets, pizza, Orleans chicken wings, Cantonese sausages…
Various hot pot ingredients and self-heating hot pots from famous Chongqing hot pot brands.
Hubei-style crayfish seasoning.
Crayfish of every flavor imaginable.
Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, pork tripe chicken soup, pickled fish stew, braised pork with preserved vegetables, dried longan meat, crispy yellow croaker, brown sugar pastries, spicy dried radish, cold-spiced beef tripe, cold-spiced rabbit, cold-spiced beef, cold-spiced chicken tips, shredded rabbit…
Purchase after purchase.
Her mouth watered uncontrollably.
Just shopping for food made her stomach growl.
She immediately headed to a Michelin-starred restaurant and treated herself to an extravagant meal.
After eating, Lin Wan hurried off to pharmacies all over the city.
She bought at least some of every over-the-counter medication available: cold remedies, Ganmaoling granules, painkillers, fever reducers, Pudilan anti-inflammatory liquid, antidiarrheal medicine, montmorillonite powder, cough syrup, Huoxiang Zhengqi liquid, Rendan pills, Suxiao Jiuxin pills…
Alcohol, iodine disinfectant, medical cotton, bandages, dressings…
Yunnan Baiyao…
She carefully selected items from the shelves while completely ignoring the sales clerks’ relentless promotion of various health supplements.
Antibiotics like amoxicillin required prescriptions, but that didn’t mean they were impossible to obtain. After slipping some money to a clerk, she managed to acquire a substantial quantity.
Since pharmacies limited bulk purchases, she visited nearly every drugstore in the city.
Another two hundred thousand yuan spent.
That evening, she chose a highly rated fine-dining restaurant and stuffed herself again.
After all, she had already confirmed with the system that the storage space could lock items in their current state. No matter how long they stayed inside, they would remain exactly as they were when stored.
So Lin Wan ordered several extra portions of all her favorite dishes to take away.
Damn it.
The portions were tiny, and the prices were outrageous!
The next day, Lin Wan spent the entire day receiving deliveries at the warehouse while going on an online shopping spree.
For meals, she chose the small local restaurants she usually frequented, eating there and ordering extra portions to take away.
Twice-Cooked Pork, Sichuan Boiled Pork Slices, Pork with Garlic Sauce, Eel with Garlic Sprouts, Spicy Rabbit, Fish-Fragrant Rabbit, Houttuynia-Flavored Rabbit, Duck with Bitter Melon, Chicken with Lettuce Stem…
Keeping track of the time, she even flew to Yiwu and purchased huge quantities of items characteristic of the 1960s: Double Happiness thermos flasks, enamel washbasins, sewing machines, radios, sturdy twenty-eight-inch bicycles, electric fans…
Double Happiness pillowcases, “Serve the People” towels, bedding embroidered with “Flowers Blooming in Prosperity,” military overcoats, cotton fabrics in navy blue, army green, dark gray, and bright red, Liberation shoes, cloth shoes…
She also visited libraries across various regions and borrowed collections of important technical books covering physics, medicine, mathematics, engines, forging, semiconductor technology, communications technology, household appliance technology, and more. Most had been published in the 1970s and 1980s, with some dating to the 1990s.
She even bought old pagers, brick-style mobile phones, used engines, and other outdated equipment from secondhand websites. If the opportunity arose, she planned to anonymously send them to relevant national research departments for disassembly and study.
Who knew? Maybe they could help advance the country’s communications industry, even if only a little.
Besides, when she had bound herself to the system, it had specifically told her that she would travel back in time to help strengthen the nation, enrich the people, and contribute to the communications sector. These materials were indispensable.
Oh, right!
Seeds!
High-yield, non-GMO crop seeds that could be replanted generation after generation. She practically swept through seed companies buying everything she could find.
After storing all of it inside her spatial storage, Lin Wan still had some money left.
After thinking it over, she went online and ordered currency and ration coupons issued during the 1960s.
She purchased a thousand ten-yuan “Great Unity” banknotes, along with various smaller bills and coupons to carry with her.
Since some areas in the 1960s had access to electricity, she also ordered rice cookers, microwave ovens, air fryers, high-speed blenders, and more…
Ten of each.
She bought several extra tablets and smartphones, loading each one with countless movies, television series, short dramas, and novels.
Several power banks were purchased as well, all fully charged and ready for use…
Whew…
Stockpiling supplies was exhausting!
At night, Lin Wan checked every item against her list and browsed online guides, filling in any gaps she had missed.
Her money…
Was finally gone!!!!
[Countdown: 0, 9, 8, 7, 4, 3, 2…]
A cold, emotionless mechanical voice echoed in her mind. Lin Wan’s vision blurred, and after a dizzying sensation that felt like the world spinning around her…
She felt nauseous.
“Blegh!”
It was a hundred times worse than motion sickness!
“Surname Zhang!”
“I’m making this clear today! Guo Xuyang is going to marry my Wanwan!”
“Otherwise, I’m divorcing you!”
“I’ve raised Zhang Qin for seven or eight years, fed her, clothed her, and now all I’m asking is for her to give up her boyfriend to Wanwan, and suddenly you’re all unhappy about it?”
“Pah! A whole family of ungrateful ingrates!”
“If my Wanwan is fine, that’s one thing. But if anything happens to her, I’ll make sure a packet of rat poison takes your whole family down with her!”
The sounds of smashing, shouting, and arguing outside made Lin Wan’s temples throb painfully.
Before she could even examine her surroundings, a flood of information surged into her head like a tidal wave, threatening to split her skull apart.
Damn it!
She had transmigrated into a novel!
And not just any character—
She had become the vicious female supporting character who shared her exact name!
The ending awaiting her was particularly tragic. She would be reported by the protagonist group for moral misconduct, convicted of hooliganism, have half her head shaved in humiliation, be paraded through the streets wearing a broken shoe around her neck for an entire month, and then be executed by firing squad.
(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
That damned system could have warned her earlier!
Although, to be fair, her personality wasn’t all that different from a stereotypical villainess.
Still, she didn’t want to die such a miserable and humiliating death!
Judging by the situation, she had arrived at the novel’s critical turning point.
The original owner of this body had just caused a huge scene, even smashing her head against a wall, in an attempt to steal her stepsister’s boyfriend—the male lead, Guo Xuyang.
The incident began when the neighborhood committee came to mobilize the Zhang family’s two daughters to go to the countryside.
Zhang Qin’s boyfriend, Guo Xuyang, immediately proposed marriage. Once married, he could take her with him to his military posting, allowing her to avoid being sent down to the countryside.
The original owner already had five devoted admirers in her “fish pond”—any one of them would have gladly married her.
But she refused.
She simply couldn’t stand Zhang Qin’s delicate, tearful white-lotus act and insisted on stealing whatever belonged to her.
After all, whenever Zhang Qin cried, everyone automatically assumed the original owner was at fault regardless of the truth.
Since everyone already viewed her as the villain, she might as well become one completely.
With a stepmother came a useless father.
Under pressure from her biological father, Zhang Qin was forced to give up her boyfriend and go to the countryside.
There, she was assaulted by a local thug, forced into marriage, suffered domestic abuse while pregnant, miscarried, and eventually died from severe hemorrhaging.
Guo Xuyang naturally refused to swap fiancées.
As a result, the original owner and her mother drugged him.
Even under the influence of the drug, Guo Xuyang refused to submit. He escaped while struggling against its effects.
In the end, the female lead, Xu Hui, benefited from the situation and ended up with him.
As for the original owner’s family…
Their fate was even worse.
The original owner was executed for hooliganism.
Huang Guixiang was executed for theft.
The original owner’s younger half-brother, Zhang Hongqiang, was executed for robbery.
Her stepfather, Zhang Aimin, was executed for sabotaging production resources and undermining socialist property.
Bullets cracked through flesh one after another, leaving bloody holes behind.
Her two stepbrothers, Zhang Hongbing and Zhang Hongqi, weren’t spared either. Their wives left them, their families were destroyed, and they were left crippled with broken arms and legs.
The entire Zhang family—
Good people and bad people alike—
Were nothing more than cannon fodder.
And the mastermind behind everything…
Was Guo Xuyang!!!
He wanted revenge for the woman he truly loved, who had died tragically in the countryside.
The key point was that Guo Xuyang had only manipulated events from behind the scenes.
He was a military officer, not some domineering CEO.
He had principles and operated within the law.
The Zhang family already had serious problems of their own. Otherwise, Guo Xuyang would never have been able to seize those opportunities, magnify their mistakes, and use his influence and connections to ensure every one of them received the maximum punishment possible.
Therefore, resolving the issue between Guo Xuyang and Zhang Qin was merely the first step toward escaping her cannon-fodder destiny.
Waaah…
What kind of hell-level opening was this?
Her life had suddenly become unbelievably difficult.